Post by Razor on Aug 19, 2007 17:04:01 GMT -5
[/center][/size]Ruffian Claimence
A dark steed blended into the darkened fogged lands. Without warning he reared and sent out a bloody neight, before pounding back on the damp ground. Stepping uncautiously he made his way towards a small opening, listening to the echo of the water that fell from an above rock. He didn't dare but go a step further as he looked down in a fading trench. He could hear the water fall miles away, yet never saw the end.
Finally, the daylight began to appear once more as dawn struck. With perched harks, he walked towards a darkened pile of trees. Black daggers striked the damp ground. It was always forcast here, something he had already realized. Finally, he gave a full-out rear and a bloody scream. The land is his.---Leader---
Ruffian
---Title---
Forbidden Darkness
---Description---
The land of Forbidden Darkness is exactly what it sounds like. The ground is always damp with wet leaves and branches. Trees cover the land of grass and clouds are darkened almost every day. A small trickle of water fall from an above rock, and if not paying attention, you would fall to the forbidden hell. The darks reside here, and slaves are always enjoyable to have. The source of food is minimum, yet you are still able to survive on it. Members of the herd must be dominate and willing to fight if they wish to live here. Because only true darks will enjoy this death trap.
Word Count: 248
Status: Finished
